Unbridled Temptation (9 page)

In retrospect, he probably should have let loose in round one, but the idea of putting her in manacles to fuck her senseless had been in his head since she’d stepped the first foot out of the stagecoach this morning.

After the intense foreplay of round one, he wouldn’t last too much longer either. Every time his still-rigid cock brushed the inside of his boxers, he had to think calm thoughts.

He stripped his shirt off and carefully removed his boots and socks, jeans, and boxers. The condom he wore was probably fine, but just in case, he stripped it off and put a fresh one in place.

Jocelyn was absolutely beautiful. He climbed in the bed, and her body went rigid. He stroked the length of one thigh and then the other, until she relaxed. Putting his hand over her bound wrists, Logan lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her like he loved to do now that she was bound securely.

Several deep, tongue-thrusting moments later she relaxed. Then she moaned, and he was almost undone.

Logan moved his kisses down her throat to one pert-tipped breast and then the other. Her back arched as he sucked on her, but her hands remained securely above her head. He shifted again and kissed a path to her belly and then below.

He was like a kid in a candy store. Every part of her looked so good, he wasn’t sure where to start. He buried his face between her thighs and licked her pussy lips. She tasted fantastic. Grabbing each of her outer thighs for better leverage, Logan pressed his mouth over her clit and sucked.

He was looking for a reaction.

He got one.

She bucked, arched her back, and squealed. Her hands moved as if she aimed to touch his head. He crawled back up her body on all fours. His gaze went to where her hands had quickly moved back into position above her head.

“I know this is a new experience for you, so why don’t I make it easier for you to stay in place.” He grabbed the loop attached to the bedframe and attached the chain of the manacles to it. “Now you can’t move or try to stop me when I lick your pussy or suck your clit.”

“I swear, I wasn’t trying to stop you,” she whispered. He drilled his gaze into her beautiful green eyes.

“Pull on your manacles,” he said. “Test the range.”

She tugged her arms and couldn’t move more than two or three inches. He brushed his hand down her body from breast to pussy and back. Her nipples hardened.

“Do you want me to lick your pussy and suck on your clit?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Then we’re on the same page.” He moved back to where he’d been and resumed his feast. After her recent climax, she tasted like candy. He licked her. He jammed his tongue into her pussy over and over again. He sucked on her clit until he felt her next climax was within reach before he stopped.

He climbed back up to kiss her on the mouth. “Can you taste yourself on my lips?”

“Yes,” she said quietly.

“Like it?”

“I like the taste of your cock better.” Her tone was a bit uppity, but he was pleased with what she said.

“You weren’t about to come, were you?”

“Almost.”

“But you won’t come again until I tell you that you’re allowed to, right?”

“I…um…right,” she acquiesced.

“Good.” Logan’s heart flipped over in his chest. He could tell she’d
really
wanted to argue, but she held it together. His lust level grew. “I’ll go back to eating your pussy then. But don’t come until I give you permission.” She remained silent.

He resumed sucking on her clit. She writhed and bucked with each tug of suction. When he reached up and pinched her nipples, she shuddered and gyrated her hips even harder. He pushed. She quaked. She had to be on the very edge. He knew
he
was.

Logan stopped. She breathed out a sigh as if relieved. He grinned. She was perfect. Trying so hard to please him. Now another test of trust.

“Turn over,” he commanded.

Her head lifted. Her mouth opened, but then closed when she saw what must be complete determination in his eyes. Keeping the manacles in her view, she shifted to her side and then flipped over to her belly. She had a beautiful body. Perfectly sized breasts, not too big or too small. Her hips were rounded nicely and she had the most beautiful ass in five counties.

Logan grabbed his cock and squeezed, trying to keep the unruly beast tamed for a bit longer. He moved in behind her, rubbing his hands over her smooth, soft ass cheeks.

He crawled closer, and pulled her to her knees so that her ass was now up in the air. She rested her weight on her forearms, and the chain on her manacles rattled.

Reaching around to push his fingers into her pussy, Logan flicked her clit a few times. He reached up and played with her nipples. She rocked backward.

While one part of him wanted to make this last, another part didn’t want to scare her off. Once he climaxed, round two would be over. Just saying the word
climaxed
in his mind made his cock pulse.

He glanced down at her perfect ass, wishing he’d asked about her thoughts on anal sex. Now was not the time to bring
that
up. He truly wanted to spank her, too, but that hadn’t been discussed earlier either, and even now Logan knew he wanted there to be a
next
time.

With his rigid cock pressed against the back of her thigh, Logan bent over and kissed the center of her back. He ran his hands up and down her body slowly, feeling her soft skin against his palms, trying to temper his wild lust for her. She was tied down, ass in the air and bared for the taking, and all he could think about was wanting her again and again.

He slid two fingers into her pussy, and gathered lots of her juice on his fingers. He then centered himself and pushed his cock into the entrance of her hot, wet pussy. He was on the edge of release. She was exquisitely tight and made holding off all the more difficult.

“I’m about to do something you won’t expect,” he said. “Try to relax.” He pushed one finger into her rosette. As expected, she tightened her rear hole. He rubbed her ass cheek. “Let me in.” He waited to hear her safe word, but it never came.

Instead, she pushed out a long breath and unclenched her ass. He inserted his finger slowly, but as deeply as it would go.
Fuck
. Her ass was hot and tight, too.

Logan used his free hand to reach around and finger her clit. He felt her pussy clamp down on him.

“Don’t come yet,” he commanded. “Not until I tell you to.”
Which won’t be long because you make me lose what little control I possess.

She sucked in a breath this time, exhaled, and stilled.

“Good girl.” Logan thrust his cock deeply and then retreated. His legs shook with the need to release, but he held fast. He moved his finger in and out of her ass a couple of times. She stiffened each time, but didn’t protest or scream the safe word. So he pushed both wet fingers into her ass. She tensed and pushed out a loud breath of surprise.

He continued thrusting his cock inside her pussy. His finger had slipped off of her clit, but now slid back in place. She shifted and writhed when he started stroking her in earnest.

“I’m so close,” she said, almost whimpering.

“Don’t come until I tell you to, or I’ll punish you.”

She stiffened the moment he said the word
punish
. Which he expected her to do.

“Punish?” she asked in a breathy whisper.

Logan was less than seven strokes away from likely the best sex he’d had in forever and all he could think about now was smacking her bare butt cheek with his palm if she disobeyed him.

His hips surged forward, his cock going deep. The climax he’d been holding back wanted to introduce itself. He couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Jocelyn…” he started. Logan was about to give her permission to release, when she shrieked.

“Oh. Oh. Ohmigod!” Her back arched, testing the tight limit of her restraint. One second later he felt the rhythmic pulses of her orgasm squeezing his cock. He pulled his hand away from her clit, buried his cock all the way inside her pussy, and spanked her bare ass with his open palm.
Fuck, that sounded so good.

She sucked in a deep breath and screamed. The very sound of slapping her ass was what finally pulled the incredible orgasm from him. His cock surged forward, lodging deeply into her slick, tight, hot, perfect pussy. His fingers pumped in and out of her ass faster and harder.

Logan stiffened as two rounds of intense foreplay sent his cock into a frenzy of fucking. The power of his release was echoed in his epic growl of satisfaction.

He was shaking by the time he stopped moving. He pulled his fingers gently from her ass, but then didn’t have the strength to move away. He bent forward, pressing his gratified weight against her back. She flattened beneath him and he landed on top. They were both breathing hard.

When he finally caught his breath, he pulled away and stepped to the tiny bathroom hidden in the wall panel in one corner. He cleaned up and returned quickly.

Her face was turned away as he approached. He gently rolled her from her belly and onto her back. Tears rolled from her eyes, disappearing into her hairline. His heart lodged in his chest at the thought of her unhappiness.
Fuck
. Had she said the safe word and he’d been so occupied with fucking her senseless that he hadn’t heard it?

Logan brushed one teardrop away with his thumb. She didn’t shy away from him. That was good he supposed. He was almost afraid to ask, but managed, “Why the tears?”

Her watery gaze went to his eyes, but before she could answer, Logan heard the loud immediate sound of boots clomping on the stairs. He slid his weak and satiated body over to cover her nudity, right before the door to the outside popped wide open and a large figure stepped inside.

Kendall burst into the room on the second floor of the stable, hoping it was empty and then not quite registering the scene before him when he finally focused his eyes on the open sofa bed.

Jocelyn was manacled to the head of the bed. Logan was on top of her, and both of them were buck naked. Kendall’s cock snapped to attention so quickly, he thought it might have been damaged in the process with the ache he soon felt. But possibly it was due to the lust now beating a hard rhythm through his body.

“What are you doing up here?”

Logan stroked a hand leisurely down Jocelyn’s body from breast to thigh. “It’s been way too long since you fucked someone if you can’t figure out what’s going on here, Kendall. We were just getting acquainted.”

Kendall put his focus on her face and saw something very alarming.

“Is that so? Then why is she crying?” He stepped forward until his knees bumped the edge of the bed.

“I don’t know yet. You interrupted me.”

Jocelyn sniffed a couple of times, closed her eyes, and that’s when he noticed the deep blush in her cheeks. In fact, her whole body was blushing. She turned her face away from his regard. Logan kissed her neck and whispered something in her ear that Kendall didn’t hear.

Kendall rested his hands on his hips, but what he really wanted to do was dislodge Logan from on top of her, secure Jocelyn’s ankles to the bed and fuck her silly. He shook his head to dispel the visceral vision of it now dancing in his mind.

Jocelyn turned her head and looked into Logan’s eyes. She sniffed once, sobbed, and said, “I liked round two better than round one.” The sobbing continued.

“What’s wrong with that?”

When she stopped crying long enough to speak, the rambling started. “The thing is when I fucked you and you put your thumb on my clit and then sucked my nipples, it was the best sex I’ve ever had. But then you didn’t come and so I felt really horrible that you hadn’t because you couldn’t feel as amazing as I did, so it was easy to say, ‘Sure, tie me up and fuck me,’ because I felt like I owed you, but then you did things that I didn’t expect. Things that no person on earth has ever done to me, but it felt so good that I let you do it anyway, and then I wanted to come again, but you told me I couldn’t, but I really wanted to, and I almost let go a couple of times, but then you said my name, and your voice was so wonderful, that I lost it and climaxed before you told me I could.

“And then I thought, ‘He won’t
really
punish me for that, will he? But what if he does? What will he do to punish me?’ And when you smacked my bare ass cheek, as I was right in the middle of the second most epic and amazing orgasm I’d ever had, and it got even better with the sting of your hand, and so I screamed and now I’m crying because I never wanted to be dominated or controlled by any man.” She hiccupped once. “I’m not a doormat.” She closed her eyes after the astoundingly long explanation of her tears. She then promptly started sobbing in earnest, which only endeared her to him even more.

Logan subtly relaxed. Kendall could tell he’d been upset about her crying, but perhaps the introduction to being tied down and then spanked once, apparently, had been a success. The rambling explanation seemed to indicate that anyway. Kendall’s cock pulsed again, wishing for a continuation into round three, where he got to participate.